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9:! STORIES OF ADVENTURE. i EXPLOITS OF A BRIGADIER GENERAL. cow was nmcaninu was rsnrrno BY 'run DIVIL The spring is at hand, my friends. I can see the the little green spearheads breaking out once more upon the chestnut irees,and :he cafe tables have all been moved into the sunshine. It is more pleasant to sit there, and yet I do not wish to tell my lit- tle stories to the whole town. You have heard my doings as a lieutenant, as a squa- dron officer, as a colonel, as the chief of a brigade. But now I suddenly become something higher and more important. 1 become history. If you have read of those closing years of the life of the Emperor which were spent in the Island of St. Helene, you will remember that, again and again, he implor- ed permission to send out one single letter which should be unopened by those who held him. Many times he made this re. quest. and even went so far as to promise that he would provide for hie own wants and cease to be an expense to the British . Government if it were granted to him. But his guardians knew that he was a terrible man, this pale, fat gentleman in the straw hat, and they dared not grant him what he asked. Many have wondered who it was to whom he could have any- thing so secret to say. Some have suppos- sd that it .was his wife, and some that it was his father-in-law ; some that it was to the Emperor Alexander, and some to Marshal Soult. What will you think of me, my friends, when I tell you it was to meâ€"to me, the Brigadier Gerardâ€"that the Emperor wished to write! Yes,hum bless you 586 me, with only my,lOU francs a month of half-pay between me and hunger, it is none the less true that I was always in the Em- peror’s mind, and that he would have given his left hand for five minutes’ talk with me. I Will tell you to-night how this same about. It was after the Battle of Fere-Champe- noise, where the conscripts in their blouse and their sabots made such a fine stand, that we, the more long-headed of us, began to understand that it was all over with us. Our reserve ammunition had been taken‘ in the battle, and we were left with silent guns and empty caissons. Our cavalry, too, was ; in a deplorable condition, and my own brigade had been destroyed in the great charge at Craonne. Then came the news that the enemy had taken Paris, that the citizens had mounted the white cockadc ; and finally, most terrible of all, that Mar- mont and his corps had gone over to the Bourbons. We looked at each other and asked how many more of our generals were going to turn against us. Already there were Jourdan. Marmont,i\1urat, Bernadette, and Jomiuiâ€"though nobody minded much l about Jomini, for his pen was always sharper than his sword. We had been ready to fight Europe, but it looked now as though we were to fight Europe and half France as well. \Ve had come to Fontainbleau by a long, forced march, and there we were assembled, the poor remnants of us, the corps of Nay, the corps of my cousin Gerard, and the corps of Macdonald ; twenty-five thousand in all, with seven thousand of the guard. But we ; had our prestige, which was worth fifty thousand, and our Emperor, who was worth fifty thousand more. He was always among us,‘serene, smiling, confident, taking his snufi‘and playing with hislittle riding-whip. Never in the days of his greatest victories have I admired him as much as I did during the Campaign of France. One cveningI was with a few of my officers drinking a glass of wine of Sures- rice. I mention that it was wine of Suresnes just to show you that times were not very good with us. Suddenly l was disturbed by a message from Berthier that he wished to see me. When I speak of my old comrades-in-arms. I will, with your permission, leave out all the fine foreign titles which they had picked up during the wars. They are excellent for a Court, but you never heard them in the camp, for we could not afford to do away with our Ney, our Rapp, or our Soultâ€" names which were an stirring to our ears as the blare of our trumpets blowmg the reveille. it was Berthier, then, who sent to say that he wished to see me. He had a suite of rooms at the end of the gallery of Francis the First, not very far from those of the Emperor. In the ante-chamber were waiting two men whom I knew well: Colonel Despienne, of the 57th of the line, and Captain Tremeau, of the Voltigeurs. Tney were both old soldiersâ€"Tremeau had carried a musket in Egyptâ€"and they were also both famous in the army for their courage and . their skill with weapons. Tremeau had become a little stiff in the wrist, but Despleune was capable at his best of making me exert myself. He was a tiny follow, about three inches short of ~ the proper height for a manâ€"he was exact». ly three inches shorter than myselfâ€"but both With the sabre and with the small-_ sword he had several times almost held his own against me when we used to exhibit at V'erron'a Hall of Arms in the Palais Royal. _ You may think that it made us sniff some- thing in the wind when we found three such man called together into one room. You cannot "see the lettuce and the dress- ing without suspecting a salad. “ Name of a pipe !" said Tremeau, in his barrack-room fashion. ” Are we then ex- hair by trimming his peliase with for, one campaign, and with grey astrakhan the V next. On his clean-shaven, comely face ' there was an expression of trouble, and he looked at mess I entered his chamber in a way which had in it something furtive and displeasing. " Chief of Brigade Gerard i" said be. “At your service, your Highness l” I , answered. “ I must ask you, before I go farther, to ’promise me, upon your honor as a gentle- man and a soldier, that what is about to I pass between us shall never be mentioned to any third person." My word, this was a fine beginning l I had no choice but to give the promise re- quired. “ You must know, then, that it is all over with the Emperor,” said be, looking down at the table and speaking very slow- ly, as if he had a hard task in getting out the words. “ Jourdan at Rouen and Mermont at Paris have both mounted the white cockade, and it is rumored that Talleyrand has talked Ney into do- ing the same. It is evident that further resistance is useless,and that it can only bring misery upon our country. I Wish to ask you, therefore, whether you are pre- pared to join me in laying hands upon the Emperor's person, and bringing the war to a conclusion by delivering him over to the allies. ” I assure you that when I heard this in- famous proposition put forward by the man who had been the earliest friend of the Emperor, and who had received greater favours from him than any of his followers, l I could only stand and stare at him in amazement. For his part he tapped his pen handle against his teeth, and looked at me with a slanting head. ~ “Well ‘2” he asked, “I am a little deaf upon one side,”said I, coldly. “There are some things which I cannot hear. I beg that you will permit me to return to my duties.” “Nay, but you must not be headstrong,” said be, rising up and laying his hand upon my shoulder. “You are awarethatthe Senate has declared against Napoleon,and that the Emperor Alexander refuses to treat with him." “ Sir,” I cried, with passion, “ I would have you know that Ido not care the dregs of a wine-glass for the Senate or for the ‘Emperor Alexander either.” i “ Then for what do you care ‘2" l “ For my own honour and for the service of my glorious master, the Emperor Napoleon." ‘ " That is all very well,” said Berthier, peevishly, shrugging his shoulders. “Facts are facts, and as men of the world, we must look them in the face. Are we to stand against the will of the nation 2 Are we to have civil war on the top ofiill our inis- fortunes? And, besides, we are thinning away. Every hour comes the news of fresh desertions. \Ve have still time to make angry gesture, he turned the heavy blue curtain which hung behind his chair. “ lhere, sire !" he cried, furiously, " I told you exactly what would come of it." The curtain was torn to one side and the Emperor stepped out into the room. We sprang to the salute, we three old soldiers, but it was all like a scene in a dream to us, And our eyes were as far outas Berthier’s had I been. Napoleon was dressed in his greenâ€" coated chassenr uniform, and he held his little silver-beaded switch in his hand. He looked at us each in turn, with a smile upon his faceâ€"that frightful smile in which neither eyes nor brow joinedâ€"and each in turn had, I believe. a pringling on his skin, for that was the effect which the Emperor’s gaze had upon most of us. Then he walked across to Berthier and put his hand upon his shoulder. “You must not quarrel with blows, my dear Prince,” said he ; “they are your title to nobility." He spoke in that soft caress- ing manner which he could assume. There was no one who could make the French tongue sound so pretty as the Emperor,and no one could make it more harsh and tar- rible. “I believe he would have killed me,”cried Berthier, still rolling his head about. “Tut, tut ! I should have come to your help had these officers not heard your cries. But I trust that you are not really hurt 1" He spoke with earnestness, for he was in truth very fond of Berthierâ€"more so than of any man, unless it were of poor Duroc. Berthier laughed, though not in a very good grace. ‘.‘ It is new for me to receive my injuries from French hands,” said he. “And yet it was in the cause of France,” Then, turning to returned the Emperor. . us, he took old Tremeau by the ear. “ Ah, old grumbler,” said he, “ you were one of my Egyptian grenadiers, were you not, and had your musket of honour at Mar- engo. I remember you very well my good friend. So the old fires are not yet or- tinguished l They still burn up when you think that your Emperor is wronged. And you, Colonel Despienne, you would not even listen to the tempter. And you, Gerard, your faithful sword is ever to be between me and my enemies. Well, well, I have had some traitors about me, but now at last we are beginning to see who are the true men." , You can fancy, my friends, the thrill of joy which it gave us when the greatest man in the whole world spoke to us in this liashiou. Tremeau shook until I thought he would have fallen, and the tears ran down his gigantic moustache. If you had not seen it, you could never believe the influence which the Emperor had upon those coarse-grained, savage old Veterans. “Well, my faithful friends,” said he, “ if you will follow me into this room, I will explain to you the meaning of this little farce which we have been acting. I beg, Berthier, that you will remain in this chamber, and so make sure that no one interrupts us.” It was new for us to be doing business, with a Marshal of France as sentry at the door. However, we followed the Emperor as we were ordered, and he led us into the recess of the window, gathering us around our peace, and indeed. to {mm the highe“ him and sinking his veice as he addressed reward, by giving up the Emperor.” I shook so with passion that my sabre clattered against my thigh. “Sir,” I cried, “I never thought to have seen the day when a Marshal of France would have so far degraded himself as to put forward such a proposal. I leave you to your own conscience : but as for me, until I have the Emperor’s own order, there shall always be the sword of Etienne (ici‘ill‘d between his enemies and himself.” I was so moved by my own words and by the line position which I had taken up, that my voice broke, and I could hardly refrain from tears. I should have liked the whole army to have seen me as I stood with my head so proudly erect and my hand upon my heart proclaming my de- Nation to the Emperor in his adversity. It Was one of the supreme moments of my life. “ Very good,” said lierthier, ringing a bell for the lacitey. “ You will show the Chief of Brigade Gerard into the salon." The footinan led me into an inner room, where he desired me to be seated. For my own part, my only desire was to get away, and I could not understand Why they should wish to detain me. When one has had no change of uniform during a whole winter's campaign, one does not feel at home in a palace. I had been there about a quarter of an hour when the footuiau opened the door again, and in come Colonel Dcspiennc. (locd heavens, what a sight he was ! His face was as white as a guardsman’s gaiters, his eyes projecting, the veins swollen upon his forehead, and every hair of his mons- tache bristling like those of an angry cat. He was too angry to speak and could only shake his hands at the ceiling and make a gurgling in his throat. “ Parriside! Viper !" those were the words that I could catch as be stamped up and down the room. l Of course it was evident to me that he had been subjected to the same infamous proposals as I had,and that he had received them in the same spirit. His lips were sealed to me, as mine were to him, by the promise which we had taken,but 1 content- ed myself with muttering “ Atrocious l Unspeakahle l".~so that he might know that l was in agreement with him. \Vell, we were still there, he striding furiously up and down, and I seated in the corner,when suddenly a most extraordinary uproar broke out in the room which we had just quitted. There was a snurling,worrying growl. like that of a fierce dog which has “got his grip. Then came a crash and a 5 voice calling for help. In we rushed, the 1 two of us, and, my faith, we were none too soon. Old Tremeau and Berthicr were rolling us. “I have picked you out of the whole army,” said he, “as being not- only the most formidable but also the most faithful of my soldiers. I was convinced that you were all three men who would never waver in your fidelity to me. If I have ventured to put that fidelity to the proof, and to watch you whilst attempts were at my orders made upon your honour, it was only because,'in the days when I have found the blackest treason amongst my own flesh and blood, it is necessary that I should be doubly circumspect. Sufiice it that I sin well convinced now that I can rely upon your velour.” "To the death, sire i” cried Tremeau, and we both repeated it after him. Napoleon drew us all yet a little closer to him, and sank his voice still lower. "What I say to you now I have said to no oneâ€"not to my wife or my brothers ; only to you. It is all up with us, my friends. \Ve have come to our last rally. The game is finished, and we must make provision accordingly.” My heart seemed to have changed to a nine-pounder ball as I listened to him. \Ve had hoped against hope, but now when he, the man who was always serene and who always had reserves-â€"when he, in that quiet, impassive voice of his, said that everything was over, we realize} that the clouds had shut for ever,und the last gleam gone. Tremeau snarled and gripped at his sabre, Despienne ground his teeth, and for my own part I threw out my chest and clicked my heels to show the Emperor that there were some spirits which would rise to adversity. “My papers and my fortune must be secured,” whispered the Emperor. “The whole course of the future may depend upon my having them safe. They are our base for the next attemptâ€"for lam very sure that these poor Bourbons would find that my footstool is too large to make a throne for them. \Vhere am I to keep these pro- cious things? My belongings will be searched -â€"so will the houses of my supporters. They must be secured and concealed by men whom I can trust with that which is more precious to me than my life. Out of the whole of France, you are those whom I have chosen for this sacred trust. “ In the first place, I will tell you what these papers are. You shall not say that I have made you blind agents in the matter. They are the official proof of my divorce from Josephine, of my legal mar- rings to Marie Louise, and of the birth of my son and heir, the King of Rome. If we cannot prove each of these, the future claim of in) family to the throne of France falls to the ground. Then there are ; securities to the value of forty millions of ‘ “Smut “I”m lhe flOOV-Wllh the table “POD ' francsâ€"an immense sum, my friends, but the ‘0? 0f ‘l‘em- ‘The C‘Pmln had 03° 0‘ of no more value than this ridin g switch Wang mm“ ch‘mpl‘m‘ °l "‘9 Bilmb‘m‘w‘ hi“ “rub skinny» Yellow h‘nd‘ “Po” we compared to the other Papers of which I To all of us the idea appeared not improbable. Certainly in the whole army we were the very three who might have been chosen to meet them. Marshal's throat, and already his face was i lead~colored, and his eyes were starting from their sockets. As to Tremeau, he was beside himself, with foam upon the corners have spoken. I tell you these things that i you may realizs the enormous importance lof the task which I am committin to Eyour care. Listen, now, while I in arm " The Prince of Neufchatel duh-a. so of his lips, and such a frantic ex reasion ) you when you "a to 8“ mm p‘peu’ speak with the firigadier Gerard," said a focimau, appearing at the door. upon him that I am convinced, ha we not loosened his iron grip, finger by finger,that l and what you are to do with them. l "They were handed over to my trusty In I went. leaving my two companions it would 0"" 5‘“ "h‘ed “5‘19 ll“ friend. the Countess “'alewski, at Paris, continued with impatience behind the. It wss a‘.mnall room, but very gorgeously furnished; Berthier was. ted opposite to me at a little table, wit a pen in his hand unite notebook opened ,before him. He was’lcokiug weary and slovenlyâ€" very vs fllMll from that 'Berlhier who used to give the fashion to the army, and who had so often set a Woman tearing our o ‘I Marshal lived. His nails were white with the wer of his grasp. , “ have been tempted by the devil l" he cried, as he staggered to his feet. ‘SrYes, I have been teflptcd by the devil :” . As to Berthier, he eduld only lca'n againsg the wall. and pant for a couple of minutes, , putting his hands up (to his throatoand ; rolling his head about. ’l‘hen, 'wlth an lthis morning. At five o’clock she starts for Fontaiueblean in her blue berline. She .should reach here between half-past nine ' and ten. The pa ers will be concealed in the berline, in a idling-place which none ' know but herself. She has been warned i that her carriage will be stopped: outside ( the town 'by three mounted officers, and she will hand the packet over to your care. - wait upon you." I You are the younger man, Gerard, butl you are of the senior grade. I confide to your care this amethyst ring, Which you. will show the lady as a token of yourl mission, and which you will leave with her as a receipt for her papers. ” Having received the packet, you will ride with it into the forest as faras the ruined dove-houseâ€"the Colombier. It is‘ possible that I may meet you thereâ€"but if it seems to me to be dangerous, 1 will_ send my body-servant, Mustapha, whoseP directions you may take as being minefl There is no roof to the Colombier, and to-,' night will be a full moon. At the rightf of the entrance you will find three spades l leaning against the wall. With these you ' will dig a hole three feet deep in the north- eastern comerâ€"that is, in the corner to, the left of the door, and nearest to Fan-i tainebleau. Having buried the papers, ‘ you will replace the soil with great care, i and you will then report to me at the; palace.” These were the Emperor's directicns,but given with such an accuracy and minute- ness of detail such as no one but himselfi could put into an order. When he had' finished, he made us swear to keep his; secret as long as he lived, and as long as; the papers should reinaiu buried. Again! and again he made us swear it before he dismissed us from his presence. I Colonel Despienne had quarters at the. “Sign of the Pheasant," and it was there i that we supped together. \Ve were all three men who had been trained to take. the strangest turns of fortune as part of our daily life and business, yet we were all flushed and moved by the extraordinaryl interview which we had had, and by the thought of the great adventure which lay before us. For my own part, it had been my fate sevsral times to take my orders from the lips of the Emperor himself, but neither the incident of the Ajaccio iiiurder- ers nor the famous ride which I made to! Paris appeared to oil‘er such opportunities as this new and most intimate commission. “ If things go right with the Emperor,” said Despienne, “ we shall all live to be marshals yet." We drank with him to our future cocked hats and our batons. It was agreed between us that we should make our pay separately to our rendezvous, l which was to be the first milestone upon the Paris road. In this way we should avoid the gossip which might get about if three men who were so. well known were to be seen riding out together. My little Violette had cast a shoe that morning, and the forrier was at work upon her when I returned,so_ that my comrades were already there when I arrived at the trysting-place. I had taken with me not only my sabre, but also my new pair of English rifled pistols, with a mallet for knocking in the charges. They had cost me a hundred and fifty francs at Trouvel’s in the Rue de Rivoii, but they would carry far further and straighter than the others. It was with one of them that I had saved old Bouvet’s life at Leipzig. brilliant moon behind us, so that we always had three black horsemen riding down the white road in front of us. The country is so thickly wooded, however, that we could not see very far. The great palace clock had already struck ten, but there was no sign of the Countess. We began to fear that something might have prevented her from starting. And then suddenly we heard her in the ' distance. Very faint at first were the birr of wheels and the tat-tatâ€"tat of_the horses’ feet: Then they grew louder and clearer and louder yet, until a pair of yellow lan- terns swung round the curve. and in their light we saw the two big brown horses tearing along with the high, blue carriage . at the back of them. The position pulled them up panting and foaming within a few ': yards of us. ' In a moment we were at thel window and had raised our hands in a salute ' to the beautiful pale face which looked out at us. “We are the three officers of the Emper- or, madame,” said I,in a low voice, leaning my face down to the open Window. “You have already been warned that we should - The countess had a very beautiful, ‘i cream-tinted complexion of a sort which I . particularly admired, but she grew whiter and whiter as she looked up at me. Harsh I lines deepened upon her face until shel seemed, even as I looked at her, to turn 'l from youth into age. “It is evident to me,” she said, “that! you‘are three impostors.“ I If she had. struck me across the face with ‘3 her delicate hand she could not have startled i me more. It was not her words only, but the bitterness with which lie hissed them The Poultry Industry. Prince Edward Island makes $200,000 this year through the butter and cheese industries. The expenditure on promotion and education was trifling; the results enormous. It is to be hoped that the Government will direct its attention to other branches of agriculture. There is the poultry industry, as an example. Eng- land purchased 822,000,000 worth of eggs last year from Franc-e. Denmark, and Cong tinental countries. We can get some of ‘lhese millions if our farmers will keep the fowls which lay the large eggs, and if eggs are sent over in good condition for the English market. What is wanted is in- struction in the business of keeping the right kind of poultry, of feeding it to the best advantage,sud of marketing the eggs. Along with egg exportations will of course, go poultry exportations. For poultry there is also a large market-in England. Mr. Gilbert, of the Poultry Department, is already doing excellent work. But he can out. (TO BE CONTINUED ) l l do more, and with great benefit, if thel opportunity and the faCilities for doing it are afforded him. . The New Deal. I'm a man and she's a woman I must fi ht the battle througpâ€" Hold on. guess not. Thank you. She is a woman new. Good Plan. What did your tailor charge you for that nit? Nothing. What I How did that happen? He didn’t charge it. I paid him for it. 'sourn AFRICAN GOLD FIELDS. A Look Through the Boom City of Johannesburg. Some nine or ten years ago, when the Kimberley days were drawing to an end, owing to the diamond fields having become practically a monopoly, faint murmurs of gold to be found “up country" crept into the moist, warm air, and revived the drooping spirits of the ardent little Kimber- ley colony. Regardless of hardshipâ€"nay, miseryâ€"buoyant with hope, and with an esprit de corps seldom seen outside amihing camp, they trekked in wagons drawn by mules or oxen, and in this primitive mannerâ€"the only one possible at the time 1 â€"they left the home of their lost prosperity to seek a new El Dorado in unknown regions. Seldom, if ever, is the pioneer of any enterprise the man who reaps the benefit of his temerity 3 his struggles serve but to point the way to newcomers, and his inevitable failures but to help others to success. Johannesburg leapt into life from these first few wagoulcads, which were tentatively outspanned on a barren, sandy tract of land,arouud which, in an incredibly short time, new wagon loads, tin shanties and canteens collected. The old fever, always incipient, broke out wit its usual virulence, drawing within its iniasuiatic reach all sorts and conditions of men to lay the foundations of the town. Then began the prospecting, the pegging out of claims, the formation both of bogus and bona fide companies and syndicates, the rapid buying up of farms and farmsteads. To-day the newcomer alighting at the Park Station (presuming that he arrives by train from Cape‘ Town) is PLEASANT!le 1M l‘REslSlCD. He sees a bright,‘ lively, and promising little town, picturesque, scattered, and busy. The soil is of a bright brickdust red, which tones well with the emerald green of the newly planted gum trees. The bunga- low dwelling houses boast each a stoop (veranda), and a small plot of ground, and seem to tell a tale of simple satisfaction, lending a charm which lasts about a week, let us say, for the dullest person does not take long to find out that almost every erection in the town it “jerry” built. lVlu- down are not made to exclude the air, our doors to reach their lintels, the walls do nothing much towards deadening sound, and the ceilings, though very often formed of polished wooden panels, are not so freâ€" quently impervious to rain; in fact, um- brellas and mackintoahes have on occasions been used, even in bed, as a protection from intruding raindrops. Such bungalows, which are the homes of the middle classes, consist of three or four bed rooms, a sitting room, kitchen and The night was cloudless, and there was a : Ema“ larder’ With a compound (yard) and small garden attached, and costs in town from about £20 to £25, and within a ten minutes radius from the town about £12 to £15 a month, most contracts and all payments being made by the month. There- fore, to move from one house to another several times in a year is not a very unusual occurrence, nor is it attended by much difficulty, for the household goods are few, and the residents are averse to incroaain the number of their possessions from lac of space in which to place them. “ Art” muslin,packingâ€"cases and parailine oil tins form a large item in the economy of those who can not afford to import furniture from home. Muslin window curtains, sometimes of the lighest coloring, are very effective in the bright sunshine, which is seldom dulled for long. The possibilities of packing cases are almost beyond limit, for, with a. little dexterity, they can be converted from dressing table to divan from linen press to larder, and so on, while empty oil tins refil led with the RICH RED VIRGIN SOlL, which will grow almost everything, are, (when planted with creepers, ferns and flowers, and placed along the stoop, almost as decorative as the flower box which occu- pies the window sill of a London house. More substantial furniture is mostly bought at sales, which occur very frequently, as homes are always being sold up. Here, as elsewhere, the everyday detail of living holds a prominent place in the adjustment of everyday life ; and the womenkind of each household have there to take an unusually active part in the management of domestic affairs. For the kitchen boy, almost the only servant ob- tainable, costs from £2 10s to £3 or more per month, and is an endless source of annoyance and difficulty. Some of them are raw Kaffirs from “up country,” who enter service knowing nothing of civiliza- tion, and'have to be taught their duties from beginning to end ; but even these are better than the so-called Chrisflana, who areusnally more or less dishonest and iven to driu'k. They sleep in an outhouse uilt in the compound, eat mealy meal (local name for an inferior sort of Indian corn) or scraps and leavings, at which they are now beginning to protest. They speak, as a rule, pigeon English, but are infinitely more impressed when spoken to in Dutch, although some of them know not a word beyond their own special dialect ; they are supposed to do the work of a general ser- vant. r These “boys,” as they are called- irrespective of ageâ€"spend about ten years 0‘ theirlives (from about 17 to ‘27) in ser- vice, during which time many of them contrive to save a goodly sum of money ; and, when not mulcted of it by the white 2 men, they return to their krasls,buy cattle ‘and wives and luxuriate in utter idleness, while their Women-folk tend the cattle and cook the scoff (food). While living in Johannesburg or in the adjacent locality allotted to them, they are subjrcted to certain special laws,which are more honor- ed in the breach than in the observance. ___....._._¢__.~_.a..___ An Unresllng Estimate. So you Wouldn’t take me to be twontyo five, tittered Miss 'I'witters. What would you take me for. then 2 About thirty -aix, replied inconsiderate Mr. Swayback. - Always at Hand. Husband (rummaging through a drawer) _\\'ell, it’s very strange ; I can never find anything. \‘. ii’eroYou can always find faultfitseems to me. fifil